Sour Diesel

Fresh gone sour
New born diesel
Help me scour
Every easel

I could paint with my brain if I wanted to
I could break every bond of my constitution

Cracks in the ground
Breaking my back
Bending these spoons
Picking up slack

I should make up a name, I'm developing
I've been soaking up all of the energy
Don't expect the usual
Cause this is something beautiful
We're basically breathing in a masterpiece



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Bennett
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